Ivan Skavinsky Skavar chords by Traditional

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Difficulty: Novice

Verse 1:
    G7                         C
The harems of the desert are a sight to behold
        F                      C
And the harlots are lovely and fair
        G7                              C
But the fairest, a Greek, belonged to a sheikh
    G7                C
Called Abdul Abulbul Amir.


Verse 2:
  G7                      C
A travelling brothel came down from the North
         F                     C
That was privately run for the Tsar
      G7                                C
Who often would brag that none could out-shag
      G7              C
Count Ivan Skavinsky Skavar.

Verse 3:
  G7                       C
A day was arranged for the spectacle great
  F                        C
A visit was planned by the Tsar
    G7                                     C
And huge multitudes came, so great was the fame
    G7                C
Of Abdul and Ivan Skavar


Verse 4:
     G7                     C
They met at the track with cocks at the slack
    F                         C
A starter's gun punctured the air
          G7                                        C
Both were quick to the rise, the crowd gaped at the size
   G7             C
Of Ivan and Abdul Amir


Verse 5:
     G7                                 C
They worked through the night neath the pale yellow light
    F                      C
Old Abdul he revved like a car
       G7                                     C
But he could not compete with the slow steady beat
   G7              C
of Ivan Skavinsky Skavar


Verse 6:
    G7                  C
The wager was won, Ivan shouldered his gun
         F                  C
And bent down to polish the pair
     G7                                    C
When something red hot up his back passage shot
       G7             C
It was Abdul Abulbul Amir


Verse 7:
    G7                        C
The harlots turned green, the men shouted "Queen!"
          F                       C
They were ordered to part by the Tsar
     G7                              C
Twas bloody bad luck, for Abdul was stuck
   G7                C
Up Ivan Skavinsky Skavar


Verse 8:
        G7                        C
When at last they were broke, the cream of the joke
    F                           C
Was laughed at for years by the Tsar
    G7                                 C
For Abdul, the fool, had left half his tool
       G7               C
Inside Ivan Skavinsky Skavar


Verse 9:
    G7                          C
The sad Grecian maiden her long vigil keeps
       F                                C
With a husband whose tastes have turned queer
         G7                                     C
With the nights growing long, she longs for the dong
   G7              C
Of Abdul Abulbul Amir